
Ameer breathed a sigh of relief as he arrived in time, even the man immediately waved at his daughter who was on stage.
Now, Ashwaq regains his spirit after seeing his father. The father who makes Ashwaq feel still have the figure of a mother even though he actually does not have.
Ameer immediately went to the front seat, meeting his family who were now throwing sharp glances at the handsome widower. No exception Hana, who looked at her cousin's sister with annoyance because it was almost too late.
"I'm from the airport straight here so I don't miss this race, then how can you be late when your place of work is not far from here?" grouse Hana.
"Macet, Han," ringis Ameer. He also sat on the side of the youngest who was now actually pouting, considering his friends again mocking Because Ameer came late.
"What's up, honey?" ask Ameer gently. However, Syauqi had not yet responded, the voice of the elder had already been heard from the stage. Such a melodious voice recited the holy verses of the Qur'an that the girl had memorized.
As Meizia wished, she became a missionary in the Qur'an.
Now all eyes are on the little girl who is very beautiful, smart and certainly has a good adab. The beauty that is passed down from the Mother, and the ethics that are taught from the Father, the perfect combination behind the shortcomings that always be the scorn of people about the woman who gave birth to her.
Everyone was amazed by Ashwaq's melodious voice, he was able to pronounce all the letters properly and correctly at that early age.
Ameer could not hold back her tears, proud to see the princess in this position.
During Ashwaq's ten minutes on stage, the jury asked him to read the verse from the letter at random, and the girl never made a mistake in answering it.
So that when the turn was over, everyone clapped their hands in a very lively manner. No exception friends who mock them.
"It's weird," murmured Syauqi suddenly which made Ameer frown.
"What's so weird, Dek?" ask Ameer.
"People, Bi." Syauqi looked at the Father seriously. "Sometimes they talk about us, sometimes they make fun of us until we're sad, but now everyone seems happy to see Big Brother finish the race well, isn't that weird? They're like coins, they've got two different sides."
Ameer was stunned, as well as Hana who accidentally heard the babble of the little boy.
Now, Ameer and Hana looked at each other in confusion, as if they both wanted to ask what other answer they should give the little prince?
"That's human, honey," Hana said later. "Have you ever seen that rose in the garden behind your house?" hana and Syauqi asked directly.
"Grandmother watered it every day, adek often accompany so adek know the rose when it blooms. It's beautiful and smells good."
"Have you ever held it?" ask Hana again.
"Yes, until Adek's finger was injured because there was a durinya. Ish, that's a pain."
"Like that too humans, honey, they're beautiful, fun, but also painful."
Syauqi fell silent, trying to understand what his aunt meant. Until suddenly Asywaq who had come down from the stage now came.
"Brown boy!" shauqi exclaimed as she raised both her thumbs.
"Sshtt, don't be noisy!" whispered Asywaq as the MC now called the other participants.
Hana gestured for Asywaq to sit by her side, and they again watched all the race participants until they finished.
At the announcement of the winner, Syauqi looked nervous, even taking a few deep breaths. He really hopes that his brother will win this race again.
Unlike the case with the Brother who actually looked ordinary, and he only threw a thin smile at the Father who looked at him proudly.
Announcements from the hopeful champions, champions and and three have already been mentioned. Until the time of champion one is mentioned....
"Ashwaq Hasanah Alphatih!"
As the entire Ameer family and of course the Asywaq school party cheered loudly, they clapped loudly while standing up, except for Hana who could only clap her hands on her wheelchair. However, they all smiled happily. Especially the youngest who got up to the top of his chair just to celebrate.
"Grandfather, don't get on the chair!" reprimanded Ameer who immediately put down his little son.
While receiving trophies and gifts that changed some money, Asywaq continued to look at the father who was now wiping his tears. After that Asywaq glanced at the other two winning parents, their Mother and Father hugged and looked very happy.
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"There's another cup!"
Syauqi exclaimed as he leaped in excitement, he held the cup as if he was the one winning this race. In fact, the boy insisted on bringing his cup home.
"Be careful, the cup will fall!" shafa exclaimed while chuckling.
"No, Adek holds it firmly, Auntie!" shauqi.
"That's school, don't forget!" goda Hana Sambl chuckled.
"Said Mother teacher can be borrowed for a while, anyways that won the contest Brother. Not school," the youngest argued.
"But it represents school, baby!" ummi Nayla.
"It's okay" continued the homeroom teacher Ashwaq who accompanied them to the parking lot. "When we sent them to some competitions, our school names became more fragrant and people had a very good view of our education system. It used to be that Syauqi won the Arabic language and poetry race, now winning the Qur'an memorization race. "
"Thank you for the understanding" said Ameer who was actually feeling unwell.
While in the parking lot, Syauqi met his ignorant friends who were also going home, he again looked annoyed but tried to hold it back.
"Get in the car, Deck!" ameer opened the car door in the back.
Syauqi was about to enter, but he suddenly abandoned his intention, Now he actually stepped closer to his ignorant friend.
"Dad?" call Asywaq, worried that his sister would do something out of annoyance.
"Adek just wants to say something to them!" shauqi exclaimed loudly while staring at those friends.
Ameer and the others were certainly confused by the actions of Syauqi, as well as the parents of his friends.
"You have a mother, right? Not like we don't have a mother!" shauqi exclaimed decisively which instantly made Ameer glare.
"SHAUQI!" reprimand Ameer firmly. While his friends were just dumb gawking.
"Adek just wanted to tell you, Bi, it's okay we don't have a mother at home, but we still have Abi, grandpa, grandma, Om and auntie."
"Even though we don't have a mother like you always say, we're still good children, not making friends sad. And we are also studying hard. In fact, adek same sister ranking in class. Adek and Kaka also won the race, so why not have a mother? Is there still Abi who taught Adek and Sister?"
"While you have a father, a mother, a grandfather, a grandmother, om and aunty. More complete than us, but why don't you guys be good kids? Didn't you teach me more?"
Instantly everyone was stunned to hear the innocent and what was happening from the 7-year-old boy, not only Ameer and his family, but also the two parents of the friends of Syauqi were stunned.
They just realized that their children were mocking other children and that it was something very sensitive.
"Pardon my son" Ameer said after only being silent for a few moments.
"No, we're the ones apologizing" said the boy's father. "We promised our son we wouldn't do that again."
"Yet your son is right" said a mother there. "Our children have perfect lives but why is there still a lack of value in them? It must be our fault."
"Darling, let's get in the car!" take Ameer, but the son was silent while staring at his friends who could only be bowed.
"Sir, we promise to listen to Abi." Asywaq gently reminded, and his sister got into the car.
"Please don't take what my sister says" Asywaq told the adults. "She was just a little upset because .. schoolmates used to say we didn't have a mother laughing."
Hana looked at Ashwaq who was smiling faintly, to hide her sadness. His hands were clinging to each other and the little girl was blinking rapidly. Hannah knew she was holding back her tears.
" Just like Meizia."